Olivia remained silent. Could she do it? Could she leave Quirino's residence, which had become like a home to her? Yes, of course, she could! Olivia was used to living anywhere, and she didn't need to settle in one place if she didn't want to or if nobody wanted her to. She wasn't an immodest girl who had to stick around like a parasite. "If that's what I have to do, I'll do it, Sir," Olivia said firmly. "Even if you order me to disappear, I will disappear," she continued without hesitation. "Damn it!" Ignazio muttered the word again, further hurting Olivia, for reasons unknown. "Listen to me, Olivia," Ignazio reached out, intending to touch her upper arm. However, he pulled back his hand and clenched it on both sides of his body, making Olivia more certain that, in his eyes, she was repulsive. Olivia stepped back, keeping a distance from him until she accidentally bumped into a table. Ignazio noticed it, saw the disappointment in Olivia's eyes, and cursed again, but this time, he

"I WILL PROPOSE to Ivana or Rianna. I will marry you," declared Ignazio firmly, instantly causing Olivia to widen her eyes and stand up from her seat."No!" Olivia responded with a choked voice. The girl looked visibly panicked. Ignazio stood up from his seat and looked at Olivia with confusion. Likewise, Olivia gazed at Ignazio with a fearful expression."What do you mean?" Ignazio asked, surprised. He didn't expect to receive rejection so quickly, and honestly, Ignazio's ego was slightly wounded by it."You cannot do that," Olivia commanded firmly, her eyes still radiating fear."Olivia, after what happened..." Ignazio tried to explain, but Olivia cut him off quickly."Just pretend nothing happened, Sir," she ordered again, shocking Ignazio and making him look at her in disbelief."Nothing happened?!" Ignazio asked, astonished. Once again, he felt offended. After the extraordinary events that occurred between them, how could Olivia say that nothing happened?Olivia looked at Ignazio

Olivia entered the house through the back alley as usual. Even though she had to take a rather long detour, she didn't mind because she felt that she belonged there, to the servant class. She wasn't part of the core family and felt it inappropriate to enter through the front like everyone else. With a throbbing headache, she greeted the housekeeper who happened to be there. Olivia grabbed a glass and filled it with warm water. "Are you okay?" Mrs. Eli, a woman in her mid-forties, asked with a concerned look. Olivia smiled and nodded. "I'm fine, Mrs. Eli. I think I'm coming down with the flu," Olivia replied honestly. Her nose felt itchy, her throat hurt, and the throbbing in her head made Olivia sure that she had caught the flu virus that was currently spreading on campus. "Do you want some medicine?" Mrs. Eli asked again. Olivia nodded. Olivia approached Mrs. Eli, who was looking for the medicine, and accepted it. "This medicine makes you sleepy; if you have any assignments left

"You don't like looking at me until you kick me out, so I assume you also don't like what I just did to you," he said, reaching for the second top button of the shirt. "Not like this. I didn't ask you to change my clothes, but not like this, Sir. Please, don't," Olivia pleaded, holding Ignazio's hand to prevent him from unbuttoning her shirt. "So, you don't mind what I did?" Ignazio asked, and Olivia shook her head. Reluctantly, she had to give in. "Do you still want me to leave then? Because if you do, I'll still take this shirt with me because I don't want to lend it to you." "Sir, I will return it, but..." "I want to take it off just like when I put it on," Ignazio insisted and brushed away Olivia's hand that was holding his. Not forcefully, but with enough strength to make Olivia's hand slip away. "Sir..." "If you don't want me to take it off, then you can't kick me out, and I will stay here as long as I want," Ignazio said with a determined gaze. Feeling dizzy again, Olivi

Olivia brought items that she considered important. She packed quickly, putting in her textbooks and her old clothes that she didn't really need to bother packing because they had been stored in the large suitcase her foster brother gave her a long time ago. She deliberately put those clothes back into the suitcase after Granny Claire bought her new ones when she decided to take on the job as an assistant at Kralligimiz. The reason Olivia did this was because she felt that her worn-out clothes didn't go well with the expensive branded clothes that Granny Claire bought for her. Just like her current feelings, feeling unworthy to be alongside Ignazio, whose level she believed was far above hers. Olivia struggled to pull the super-large suitcase. Her small body was not as strong as needed to carry a suitcase that was almost half her height. What was actually making the suitcase feel heavy for her to pull? The books inside that became a burden, or her heart, which was not entirely willi